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In the hands of God

When I first met you years ago, on my first day in the office, you smiled at me.  That smile promised me of the many wonderful years ahead with you as my work colleague.  We may never be that close but I know when I needed a helping hand; you never hesitated to offer me one. 

We shared the same passions, reading and laughing out loud.  I remember the times when you borrowed my Harry Potter books and every time you returned it, you never forget to include my favorite box of Cream –O vanilla cream filling sandwich. There are times that we just have to dig on foods at the pantry and we tell funny stories that we end up hurting our tummy and our faces aching because of too much laughing.

I will never forget the day that I had a misunderstanding with my colleague and things went wrong.  I never told anyone my side in the story.  Just when I heard you having a deep conversation with one of our colleagues and it seems that you’re debating on something.  And when we’re having a time alone together that day, you told me that one believed that the misunderstanding was all fault.  But she stands by me telling that person that there are always two sides in a coin.  You believed in me even though I remained silent though out that whole issues.  And I will appreciate that my whole life.


Though you decided to be a stay at home mom and wife, we never cease to communicate.  What’s social media is for, right?  And then you offered me to learn how to blog.  And that changes everything, my long lost dream to write and to express my feelings, my plans, my endeavors, you challenged it all.  You help me to set it up, teach me how to write a post and paid the price of being recognized.  It was so challenging and I’m forever grateful to you for all of that. 



When I heard of you having difficulties again with Lupus, I prayed to God to give you more years to come and take the pain away.  This world still needs you to help the others and be with your family for a longest time.  But I guess God needed you more on His side and that He decided He needs you to become our guardian angel.  And so, He wants you to rest from all the pain.  I will never forget you, friend.  Thank you for all the wonderful memories and for sharing your life to us. I know heaven is a beautiful place because they’ve got you there. May you rest in peace, Milet

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Rainy days

The weather today is so unpredictable. One morning, the sun was up and then it will rain in the afternoon.  This week, we experience some heavy rains again and the traffic is overbearing.   Waiting in a car or a jeep twice your usual travel time will really test your patience.  Sometimes, I will reach home with my head aching and very tired.  But as the saying goes, when you’re in Manila expect the unexpected. 


I have to bring an extra slippers, a jacket, a reliable automatic umbrella (good thing our company birthday give away is like that) my iPod to kill the boredom and a mint candy to keep me awake.  Actually, I really like rainy season than during summer.  The only problem is the traffic jam that will always come next after heavy rains. 



Oh well, as of this time, the rain keeps pouring like cats and dogs.  I only hope there will be no flooded areas on my way home later this afternoon.  There are some rising cases of the leptospirosis disease and it’s creeping me out. My niece, Aubrey had their field trip today.  I hope everything is fine.  And I hope despite of the rain, they will enjoy their trip.  

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Sick

I’ve been sick for a week now.  I thought that after my birthday and I haven’t got sick, I’m so lucky this year.  But before the month of August ends, I felt the familiar chills on my bones and that starts with a week-long sickness, I’m down with flu for 3 days, cough for almost a week now and needless to say, my ear throbs because of colds and thank God it doesn’t persist that long.  I brave to go to Emergency Room in the hospital last Sunday because I thought the pain won’t go away after taking so many medicines.  But going to an ER will make you sick more because in there you will see all types of people seeking immediate consultations.  Hubby said it made him sick.  After the ER doctor requested for a nebulizer for me and a chest x-ray (which appears to alright, thank God) we hurriedly went home to rest.  My head is aching and going to the hospital that day didn’t help.


I still have cough till now.  I tried my previous medicines and the new meds that the ER doctor gave me but I think the bacteria are here to stay in my lungs.  It made me lethargic.  Sometimes, I dare to confine myself to the hospital to rest and get rid of my cough but I have second thoughts.



I hope I will be better before the week ends.  I need to get well.  Opps, I forgot to say that we are in a BER months now.  Countdown to Nate’s 3rd birthday and Christmas time.  :D

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Celebration

It’s the last day of July and tomorrow is the start of my birth month.  I still can’t shake up this ‘sadness’ over me and I guess it’s because I’m having the signs of having my monthly period plus the fact that I'm getting older in few days’ time.  I already filed my birthday leave and a vacation leave the following day so I’m having quite a few busy days ahead.  I told hubby that I will be the one to treat him on my birthday and little he know that I still have this voucher from a posh restaurant in Mall of Asia.  I’ve been saving a lot and this time, it’s my treat.   I still have to add some few bucks though, I checked on the menu and I thought I just need water after his order.  Ha-ha!


We dined at Racks with a few friends from work.  I have the privilege to choose where to eat and I can only think of Racks because I’ve been eyeing to eat their famous coleslaw and melt to the bone beef and pork ribs for quite sometimes now.  Belly full and satisfied, I can’t even drink water anymore. 





I can only think of many wonderful hopes and prayers.  I always thank God for all the blessings.  

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Lost

I was quite busy these days.  And I don’t know why.  I think I’m having my down days without any particular reasons.  But I think it’s just normal to have this kind of ‘depression’ period, I think way beyond my normal self.  And I’m feeling sad sometimes.  



Well, I need to do something more worthy.  My son is getting hyper as he grows.  He’s on his toddler years and I have to be more careful in dealing with his tantrums.  He’s a sweet boy.  He sometimes wakes us up telling us he loves us.  Oh, I pray he will never get tired of giving us his kisses.  It’s the sweetest good morning greetings of all time waking up beside your loving husband and son.  I feel so blessed. 




I lost P1000 (S25) on my way home last night.  I think when I take out my ID from the pocket of my uniform (blouse), the money came out with it and the lady in front of me ( I was riding at the back side of an FX taxi) was not kind enough to return it me.  I realized it was missing when I immediately felt that there’s something wrong and when I check my pocket it was gone.  I have checked my pocket while waiting for the taxi and I saw that it was there. I usually put my money in the pocket of my blouse and I never lost any single centavo just now.  Well, charged it to experience.  It is my first time to have lost that big amount of money.  Hubby said it was all right at least I am safe.  But I still can’t shake the feeling that someone can take something she never owns. 

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Daddy's Day

Today, we celebrate father’s day with the family.  Hubby asked me to cook his favourite dish (Kare-kare) and after lunch, we attended my former officemate’s party for her daughter (and also Christening of her youngest baby girl) at the Phil Navy Clubhouse.  I should have declined the invitation because I think we need a special time with hubby but he agreed to go since the place is minutes away from our house and I wanted to see how Nate will react in a big crowd like that.  Plus I wanted to see my old friend, it’s been seven years since we parted ways and we can only see some updates on each other thru Facebook. 



At the venue, I can see the curiosity in Nathan’s eyes.  He kept on looking at the hanging balloons and he observed the kids running around the party.  So when he asked me for balloons, I said you can get one from the stage and he walked carefully, crossed the stage, get the balloons and get back to us.


And when the programme is over, that’s when we saw Nathan dance with the celebrant right in front of the stage and play with other kids.  We scrambled taking some pictures and I asked hubby to capture the moments in his cell phone video.  We couldn’t contain the happiness right that moment looking at him having the time of his life.  Now we know he can have another party for him on his birthday knowing he can entertain his guest in his most energetic ways. 










We went to church after the party, I thank God for having such a wonderful family.  I thank Him for giving me my ever understanding husband.  I am so happy.


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Hair Cut Moment

I need to brag this out.  Nathan finally went to have his hair cut without crying his lungs out, wailing and struggle his might out of the barbers reach.  And I swear I was teary eyed when I saw that he let me stand and he sit alone at the high chair.  He even allows the barbers cloth around his body and he has a worried look on his face but the car that the barber’s son allowed him to carry is one of the big factors.  And also, the promise of ice cream and mall strolls helps a lot since I kept on telling him that before we go to the barber shop. But with all the previous hair cut that we’ve been through, no matter how I tell him that it’s okay, he freaks out with the sounds of the razor or the clicking of the scissors. 



 


But I guess, he’s a big boy now and he realized that the scissors or razor won’t hurt him.  I even asked our house keeper to go with us so she can help me hold Nathan just in case he’ll start throwing his best cry and struggle combination.  I just wish I have my cell phone with me to capture this special moment of my life.  We never stop praising him for a job well done.  And of course, we never forget to give him the ice cream we promised.  Best ever :)

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